So i step out of the room to deal with some technical stuff and when i get back i find that i’m now a serpent bearer? whose fucking great idea was that?
I mean I like a good phallic symbol as much as the next one…but REALLY can the ancient greeks be a little more sterotypical here?
you spent 50 years of your life conforming to an fictional personality norm only to find out that i am supposed to be a guy overcompensating for having a small willie by carrying a big snake.
There is nothing about this I feel comfortable with.
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